Light Fortress
Chapter 270 - 246: The Death of Iron 5

Chapter 270: Chapter 246: The Death of Iron 5

Qin Ye was locked by the Sacred Wood.

The battle stirred up by the [Angel Envoy] finally ended, and the scent of iron rust and blood lingered in the old city district. The large domain of [Xumi] could no longer envelop the night sky, and the enforcers of the Third Office quickly arrived on the scene.

Because of the Light City crest tokens, all the injured in Lion Alley received "Divine Power" healing.

The only one severely injured and unconscious was Song Ci.

Cui Zhongcheng stood outside the domain of [Xumi], watching the blackness that shrouded the long night gradually fade away. From the moment Gu Nanfeng set out to the end, he did not wait long. Standing outside the domain, he didn’t even feel there was anything unusual in the old city tonight.

Until the night receded.

Gu Nanfeng stopped in front of Mr. Xiao Cui and sincerely said, "Thank you..."

Cui Zhongcheng, thoughtful, asked softly, "Is it over?"

"It’s over," Gu Nanfeng nodded.

Cui Zhongcheng watched as a group of people carried a stretcher with a blackened figure lying on it, being lifted into an ambulance. That blackened figure looked so familiar... He couldn’t help but raised an eyebrow and, trying to make his voice less surprised, said, "This person is..."

"Song Ci."

Gu Nanfeng smiled and said, "This is the side effect of using the crest token."

"Hiss..."

Even Mr. Xiao Cui couldn’t help but take a breath.

Soon, another group arrived, detaining a man in a long coat, tightly bound by the Sacred Wood.

"And this person is..."

"The Angel Envoy of the Source Tower, Qin Ye."

Not quite the same as he had seen at the Flower Banner.

"And the other one?"

"The other one..." Gu Nanfeng pointed to the distant night sky of the old city and thought for a moment, saying, "Exploded."

A long wind carried the scent of iron rust.

The mottled iron shards glimmered with a dim light.

Gu Nanfeng regrettably thought, it’s a pity the Divine Domain froze everyone’s thoughts... No one witnessed the scene when the Iron Throne exploded.

After the crowd left, only Cui Zhongcheng was left standing alone in the deserted spot.

He thought for a long time, and finally called Mr. Zhao.

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An hour later.

Song Ci lay on the hospital bed, his charred black body wrapped in bandages, looking like a long-sleeping, dried mummy, peaceful and serene.

He didn’t know that the ward was filled with concerned people. His wife and Nan Jin sat on either side of the bed, Gu Nanfeng holding a wooden knife and sitting on the windowsill. While Councilman Chen San from the South Bay District had not yet arrived, Mr. Gu Zhi followed all the way from the old city and stayed close by.

"Before the official handover of the councilman’s position is completed, I will ensure your safety... to prevent any more mistakes," Mr. Gu Zhi said to the wife, "After tonight, the East Continent Council’s attitude towards the law is likely to change drastically..."

The wife only nodded slowly.

After experiencing this assassination, she quickly regained her composure, "What I am concerned about now is... the injury of Ying Ji."

Currently, it was known that the Source Tower sent two Angel Envoys, one called Qin Ye, the other called Tie Wu.

Tie Wu was already dead.

The cause of death was the inability to bear the Divine Power, and similarly, the one who used the crest token and exhausted the Divine Power was also... Song Ci. Everyone saw him reverse the two Angel Envoys in the sky.

Recklessly using the crest token.

Madly pouring out Divine Power.

What would be the consequences for him?

"You can rest assured."

Gu Nanfeng, sitting on the windowsill, holding his wooden knife, said softly, "Brother Song Ci will be fine, the Tomb Guardian has calculated... He has the blood of the ’Undead,’ possessing a strong self-healing ability, these injuries are nothing to him."

After a pause.

"He probably just fainted, after all, it’s the first time bearing the Divine Power, and his consciousness needs some time to accept it." Zhou Jiren also spoke up to comfort, "Don’t worry, Song Ci will be fine."

Lu Nanzhi took a deep breath, still three-parts worried, but said no more.

Gu Shen stood outside the door, leaning against the ward, every word in the room’s conversation reached his ears... his expression was slightly strange.

"Tie Wu is dead?"

He asked softly.

"Yes."

A light voice echoed in his mind.

It was Chu Ling.

After the domain of [Xumi] shattered, the Spiritual Link returned to normal.

"According to the calculations... that’s the case."

At this moment, over the old city, drones flew by, and the East Continent Council’s [Heavenly Eye] was collecting the remaining evidence at the scene. The capture of Angel Envoy Qin Ye was likely to trigger a series of significant cases, starting from the assassination in Lion Alley ten years ago. Who knows how many cold-blooded crimes the Devotees under the Source Tower Throne have committed?

Unfortunately, Tie Wu evaporated from this world.

Due to the overwhelming Divine Power, his physical body was directly destroyed and torn apart... Even after deploying a large number of [Heavenly Eyes], trying to collect the Extraordinary Essence, the enforcers returned empty-handed.

This was the true definition of "vanished from the world."

The body dead, the spirit destroyed, without leaving even a residue of Extraordinary Essence... Everything vanished completely, as if it never existed.

For the East Continent, this was not good news.

"The human body is just a vessel, attempting to contain too much power... would..."

"Be like Tie Wu."

Chu Ling manipulated a large amount of data, but found no clues, sighed regretfully, "Dead without leaving a trace of Extraordinary Essence."

In the world of the Transcendent, the meaning of this... was close to "dead without even leaving ashes."

What’s more thorough than the dissipation of Extraordinary Essence?

But... for an Angel Envoy like Tie Wu, dying under the descent of Divine Power was already the best ending.

Chu Ling realized something was wrong.

The corridor was very quiet.

After asking that question, Gu Shen fell silent, seemingly thinking about something... His gaze drifted afar down the corridor, a slight wind gently blowing, mixed with the barely noticeable scent of iron rust.

Monitors along the hospital corridor were captured and compared frame by frame by Chu Ling, revealing a very subtle change.

It was the exhaust vent of the ventilation system.

Perhaps not repaired for many years, the exhaust vent was old and looked unstable.

A small iron screw turned slowly in the gentle stream of air... The iron pipe of the exhaust vent also trembled gently.

Gu Shen stared at that iron screw, his voice complex as he said, "What if I said... Tie Wu didn’t die?"

"...?" Sitting in the Zero Zero One train, Chu Ling’s face showed shock and bewilderment.

The next moment.

That iron screw swiftly tightened, returning the originally loose exhaust duct to its original firmness.

Gu Shen raised his hand and gently clenched his fist.

At that moment, all the iron furnishings in the corridor trembled in unison in response to the clenched fist.

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